Time Travel: He is My Dad!

Chapter 451: Controlling the Void, Transcending Existence

Master the void and transcend existence

Feng Jing stood in this new void, looking around. Everywhere he looked, it was as if everything was on the verge of disappearance and rebirth. Time had lost its meaning, space was no longer a constraint, and all laws and causality had been destroyed by him, leaving only his almighty will and power.

At this moment, Feng Jing was no longer merely a being in the universe; he had transcended all dimensions, time and space, and even the concept of "existence" could not hold him back. He was no longer Feng Jing, nor any other name. He was the master of the void, the reshaper of fate. Even the gods seemed as insignificant as ants before him.

"I am the only truth, the only existence." Feng Jing muttered to himself, his eyes filled with madness.

At this moment, a violent tremor suddenly erupted from the void, an unprecedented wave that instantly brought Feng Jing's consciousness back to reality. He opened his eyes and found that he was no longer in the endless void, but standing in an empty universe, surrounded by distorted spacetime and wrinkled interstellar space.

"Impossible..." Feng Jing's eyes became sharper. "This is not my world. How can there be a place that can restrain me?"

He stretched out his hand, his mind surging with intensity. Every inch of the universe began to tremble, as if forcibly torn apart by some force. His consciousness pierced through layers of the void, traversing time and space, ultimately arriving in an unfamiliar realm—a dimension of existence founded on absolute power.

There was no time or space here, and even the existence of matter was blurred. Standing in this void, Feng Jing felt an extreme sense of oppression surge in his heart.

"You're finally here, Feng Jing." A deep, yet intimidating voice echoed from the void. Feng Jing turned sharply and saw a mysterious being standing in the void. The figure of this mysterious being could not be fully described, for its very existence transcended the definitions of the material world, even light and darkness, yin and yang, could not encompass it.

"Who are you?" Feng Jing's voice was cold and provocative, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The mysterious being smiled softly and waved his hand slightly: "I exist in a dimension that you cannot understand, Feng Jing. You think you have destroyed everything and broken the shackles of fate, but you still cannot understand the true meaning of fate."

A sneer flashed in Feng Jing's eyes: "Destiny? You are just an illusion existing in a certain dimension, but I have transcended all dimensions and controlled endless power!"

With a wave of his hand, the entire void began to tremble violently, as if a massive gash had been ripped open. The timelines of countless parallel universes began to chaotically intertwine. Feng Jing's consciousness swept through all existence like a torrent, effortlessly destroying the fate of countless universes and reshaping one brand new world after another.

Yet, the mysterious being continued to smile, unmoved. "You have never truly understood the meaning of 'fate,' Feng Jing. Everything you do is merely a catalyst for fate, a necessary component of fate itself. The more you destroy, the more you reshape, the more it will be reborn in another form on some level."

Feng Jing's gaze suddenly became colder, his will burst out again, and the entire void shook again. However, the smile of the mysterious existence did not fluctuate at all, as if everything was under its control.

"Do you really think you can destroy fate and rewrite everything?" The mysterious being's voice remained low. "You wield the power of fate itself. You have never truly transcended it. Everything you experience is a web woven by fate."

Feng Jing's expression darkened. He could hardly believe what this being was saying. He had clearly destroyed countless laws and altered countless destinies, so why did these words still sting so harshly? Why was this power still unbreakable?

He suddenly clenched his fists, and the entire void shook violently again, nearly tearing all the stars apart. However, the mysterious existence remained standing, unwavering, as if it was the true master.

Feng Jing closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Suddenly, his consciousness erupted with even greater power. The entire empty space began to reorganize, becoming clear again, and the structure of the universe began to recover. Standing in this reborn universe, Feng Jing finally realized one thing: no matter how he destroyed or reshaped it, the cycle of fate always existed. It did not depend on individual will, but on the interweaving and protection of dimensions.

"So that's how it is..." Feng Jing muttered to himself. Suddenly, a new understanding flashed in his eyes. "Destiny isn't some fixed rule, but an inevitable force, an inevitable existence."

Feng Jing stood in that void, no longer as ruthless as before, but with a detached and profound vision. He no longer tried to control everything, but learned to dance with fate, transcend it, and no longer be bound by it.

However, Feng Jing did not give up completely in his heart. Instead, he felt more strongly that the "fate" that the mysterious existence mentioned was not just his own destiny, but a symphony of fate for all parallel universes, all life, and all existence.

"If this is the true face of fate..." Feng Jing's eyes became firm, "Then I will write a new chapter as the master of fate."

Feng Jing's consciousness expanded once more. This time, he no longer sought to destroy fate, but to become its reborn. His thoughts swept through the void like flames, and the mysterious figure finally began to dissipate. In Feng Jing's eyes, only endless emptiness and a brand new universe remained.

"Fate is ultimately controlled by me." Feng Jing's voice resounded through the void, and his consciousness turned into a beam of light, flying into the distance, transcending the boundaries of existence, and heading towards a new era.

Chapter 452: Resurrection of Nothingness, God Collapse